Beiquan smiled and took back the photos of the hostess and the intern.
"Now, think about it carefully."
He asked Mo Yuqing:
"Who is Yan Shuangshuang?"
Mo Yuqing's lips trembled.
"Yes… "
With her hands on her knees, she unconsciously gripped the hem of her dress.
"Without this person... no face cream..."
The girl whispered:
"Yan Shuang Shuang... she doesn't exist at all..."
Yes, Mo Yuqing finally remembered. . fable.
From beginning to end, there has never been an intern named Yan Shuangshuang.
This woman is just an image she imagined.
Mo Yuqing is beautiful, smart and capable, especially her outstanding appearance, which allows her to take advantage of her studies and work.
On occasions where the opposite sex gathers, she has always been the focal point of the stars and the moon, and has been envied and envied by girls of the same age.
While this made her extremely confident in her appearance, she also relied too much on this innate condition.
Beautiful people deserve more opportunities.
Beautiful people should be liked by everyone.
Beautiful people live better...
In fact, Mo Yuqing knew in her heart that her jealousy had ruined the lives of two innocent people.
But she is ashamed and proud.
When she faced failure and self-blame, what she chose was not to face her own mistakes, but to transfer all kinds of complex but strong negative emotions to Xu Ziye, who abandoned her, and Lan Tian, who was not as good as her but was destined to be rich and prosperous. on the lady.
Jealousy, resentment, unwillingness, fear, guilt...
These emotions summoned ghosts for her.
Thus, a demonic daughter, Yan Shuangshuang, who only existed in Mo Yuqing's imagination, was born.
In Mo Yuqing's cognition, beauty is everything.
Therefore, Yan Shuangshuang is a beautiful girl, weak, pure, lovable, like a lily of the valley swaying in the morning dew, and at the same time has a magical charm, which can make every man who sees her fall in love.
In fact, even Mo Yuqing didn't notice it, because of the guilt she suppressed deep down in her heart, when she made up the person Yan Shuangshuang, she unconsciously combined the appearance of the female anchor and the intern.
Perhaps in Mo Yuqing's subconscious mind, Yan Shuangshuang, who has certain physical characteristics of the two, is the incarnation of the female anchor and the intern.
The heartthrob Yanshuangshuang can make the two of them relive their lives in her fantasy, become more beautiful and more popular, and those unknown mistakes she has committed can also be written off.
In the rules set by Mo Yuqing unconsciously, in order for "Yan Shuangshuang" to be seen by someone, she must personally introduce her identity and describe her appearance to that person, until the other person constructs a specific image from her language.
This process is very time-consuming, so in the huge Lisa Media Company, only a limited number of men have "seen" Yan Shuangshuang with their own eyes.
Mo Yuqing used those people to prove the charm of the "daughter of the devil", and finally seduced Xu Ziye with Yan Shuangshuang, so as to destroy the marriage between the other party and Lan Tian.
She did succeed.
But it was too successful.
Xu Ziye and Shen Xing were jealous because of Yan Shuangshuang's rivalry, so Shen planned to cut Manager Xu's throat with a utility knife.
When Mo Yuqing learned of Xu Ziye's death, she truly felt terrified.
Pretty, soft, pure face cream not only proves the charm of beauty, but also brings death.
She killed her ex-boyfriend "by hand".
After that day, Mo Yuqing hurriedly resigned from Lisa Media.
She dared not go back to the company, or even go out.
She is afraid to see Yan Shuang Shuang again...
…
Hearing that Mo Yuqing personally confirmed his guess, Beiquan was very satisfied.
In fact, he was able to speculate on the true origin of "Yan Shuangshuang", in addition to the clues obtained from the employees of Lisa Media, thanks to Wei Fuyuan.
Master Wei saw Yan Shuangshuang's true face in the memory of the props master Xie.
Although the memory cannot be directly captured and printed out like watching a video, but Zhu Ling has a wonderful hand, which is enough to describe a vivid beauty through Wei Fuyuan's dictation.
With this portrait, Beiquan went to the girls he met at the wedding photography scene the day before and asked them to identify them.
Several other girls have said that they really do not know this person.
Only the makeup artist has worked the longest in Lisa Media and has been in contact with the most people. After careful consideration, she said that the face and eyes of the woman in the portrait are very similar to the hostess who left last month due to injury.
With this clue, it becomes much easier to find the connection between the hostess and the intern and "Yan Shuangshuang".
It's just that although Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan cleared up the relationship between Qi Gui and Mo Yuqing, there was still an obvious doubt in the case, so they went to find another party, Lan Tian, and asked her for help. The rest of the truth comes out of the mouth...
…
"Now, let's go back to the question we started with."
Beiquan looked at Mo Yuqing with a smile:
"Who are you waiting for here?"
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Mo Yuqing was taken aback by Beiquan's question.
"yes… "
She muttered to herself:
"What am I doing here?"
"Who am I waiting for?"
Beiquan looked down at his watch.
It was five in the morning, less than an hour before dawn.
- in time.
he thought.
"Do you remember where you were before you came here?"
Beiquan smiled and guided Mo Yuqing to recall.
"I resigned from the company."
Mo Yuqing said:
"Then I stayed at home... afraid to go out..."
Beiquan thought of the leftover take-out lunch boxes he saw in Mo Yuqing's apartment, and added for her:
"That's right, you've been in the house for a long time. You're afraid to go out, so much so that you don't even dare to throw away the trash."
He paused:
"Then why are you here now?"
Mo Yuqing blinked.
Her memory is like a puzzle that has been dismantled and broken, piece by piece, she needs to follow the clues and reconnect the messy pieces.
"Yes… "
The girl blinked, and finally seemed to remember something:
"I got a text message..."
Mo Yuqing reflexively reached into his jacket pocket and took out his phone, but found that it was empty.
She was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered to find her handbag.
But no matter how she looked around, she couldn't find her bag.
It wasn't until this moment that Mo Yuqing realized that apart from herself, she had nothing on her body except a set of clothes, shoes and socks.
The girl "teng" stood up.
"What's going on? Where's my bag? Where's my phone?"
There was an uncontrollable panic in her voice:
"I, why am I here?"
Beiquan took the phone that Wei Fuyuan handed over and showed Mo Yuqing the screen.
On the screen is a screenshot of a text message:
[You little three, I know what good things you have done!]
Mo Yuqing: "…"
She fixedly stared at the screen lit up in Beiquan's hand, and was silent for a long time.
"… Yes… "
Mo Yuqing whispered:
"That day... I received a text message from Lan Tian... "
"...she found a picture of me and Ziye..."
"She knows..."
Beiquan nodded:
"Yes, so Lan Tian asked you to meet."
After a pause, he said softly:
"Then you went to the appointment. On the evening of April 9, you came to the back mountain of Mingtai Mountain to meet Lan Tian at this pavilion."
Mo Yuqing made a "hmm" sound.
Beiquan: "And then what?"
The girl stopped talking.
She frowned and thought hard, her fingers tightening her skirt, her knuckles turning white to blue.
"I have no idea… "
Mo Yuqing felt a strong sense of unease in her heart.
She had a terrible premonition that what she had forgotten would plunge her into an abyss that she could never turn over.
She was terrified of knowing the truth, and desperate for a release.
Mo Yuqing's voice faintly brought out a cry:
"I really...really don't remember..."
Beiquan curled the corners of his lips.
Then he stretched out his hand, and when Mo Yuqing was completely unprepared, he suddenly shoved hard on her back.
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Mo Yuqing jumped forward without warning.
Before falling, she reflexively closed her eyes and stretched her hands forward.
She did fall, but the knee that hit the ground didn't feel pain.
"You bitch!"
Mo Yuqing heard a sharp female voice scolding excitedly:
"I know you did it!"
Mo Yuqing opened her eyes and pursed her lips:
"Blue, Lantian..."
She looked at the woman in front of her tremblingly, and before she could figure out what happened, Lan Tian had already rushed over and reached out to pull her hair.
"It's you who killed Zi Ye, right?"
"So many things happened in the company, and it was all yours!"
"I don't know how you did it, but it must be you!"
Mo Yuqing screamed while trying to protect her head, trying to break free from Lan Tian's beating.
She was so frightened that she couldn't think rationally. Apart from crying and screaming, she even forgot that she should justify herself.
"You did the stage accident before, didn't you?"
Lan Tian scolded while beating:
"How many more people do you want to kill? How many more people do you want to kill, you bitch?"
Mo Yuqing only felt his ears buzzing.
Only one thought filled her mind, and that was—Lan Tian knew everything!
In extreme panic, Mo Yuqing struggled violently instinctively.
Two girls of the same age and body shape are naturally similar in strength, and it is difficult for one party to form absolute suppression on the other when they are fighting.
When Mo Yuqing started to resist fiercely, Lan Tian finally let go.
Mo Yuqing couldn't care less, just like a trapped beast forced to a desperate situation, he panicked and ran in a certain direction.
The shoe on her right foot came loose, and she ran staggeringly, not knowing the difference between east, west, north and south.
When Mo Yuqing realized that there was a fence in front of her, and the cliff was below the fence, she had nowhere to go.
She stopped abruptly and turned to look at Lan Tian,
But the messy long hair stuck to her face, blocking her view.
At the same time, Mo Yuqing heard a sharp scream:
"Bitch, go to hell!"
The next second, a force slammed into her back heavily.
Mo Yuqing fell forward uncontrollably, crossed the low railing, and fell straight down...
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Just when Mo Yuqing thought she was about to fall off the cliff, she grabbed her arm with one hand and dragged her back from the edge of the fall.
The girl sat down on the ground.
She turned back in a daze and looked at Beiquan who was holding her just now.
"It turns out that..."
Mo Yuqing's lips murmured softly:
"I am already dead… "
Wei Fuyuan, who had been watching all this silently, found that the girl's appearance had completely changed in an instant.
She is no longer the glamorous look she used to be.
Mo Yuqing's hair was messy, covered with blood, fallen leaves and mud. Her dress was also dirty, her stockings had a big hole, and her right foot without shoes was twisted to the outside at an abnormal angle, causing a deformed wound. A piece of white broken bone emerged from the edge.
"I'm dead... so I'm already dead..."
Wei Fuyuan turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and probed down the railing to take a picture.
Below is a dark cliff that can't be seen to the end, with lush vegetation. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes just now, he couldn't have imagined that there was a corpse hidden below that had been dead for more than 20 days.
Yes, Mo Yuqing had long since died.
As early as the 9th of last month, she and Lan Tian met here. The two had a serious dispute. During the fight and chase, Lan Tian pushed Mo Yuqing off the cliff.
The back mountain of Mingtai Mountain is usually not crowded. In addition, the day of the incident was not a holiday, and it was dusk, so the noise made by Mo Yuqing and Lan Tian did not alarm anyone.
When Mo Yuqing fell off the cliff, Lan Tian quickly woke up from the anger.
The vegetation on the cliff is lush, looking down from the railing, let alone confirming the other party's life or death, Lan Tian couldn't even see a corner of Mo Yuqing's clothes.
She didn't have the courage to climb down to find out, and she didn't dare to call the police.
In the end, Lan Tian escaped from the scene, not forgetting to take away the handbags and shoes that Mo Yuqing had left on the ground while escaping.
As for Mo Yuqing, she didn't even know she was dead.
People who die suddenly in accidents often become earthbound spirits.
If there is no other person to inform or see his body with his own eyes, the memory of the deceased will often stay before the accident.
This is exactly what happened to Mo Yuqing.
She forgot why she came here, and her soul stayed in the pavilion, waiting to meet someone who she couldn't even remember...
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Mo Yuqing knelt on the ground, raised her pale blood-stained hands, brushed away the messy hair that was stuck to her cheeks, and looked up at Beiquan:
"If Yan Shuangshuang is just a person I imagined, then what is she... what is she?"
To eliminate the resentment of a person who died, the best way is to let her know clearly how she died.
Beiquan was surprisingly patient with Mo Yuqing.
"It's a ghost attached to you... Well, you can understand it as a kind of evil spirit."
He explained succinctly:
"The ghost feeds on your negative emotions, so they will use all means to enhance your obsessions, desires or any other strong emotions, on the surface they are fulfilling your wishes, but in reality - they are just treating you as self-help It's just a table."
Beiquan paused and added:
"It was you who told us about your situation in some way, that's why we are here to end this matter for you."
Mo Yuqing nodded indifferently, not knowing whether she understood or not.
The girl died more than 20 days ago.
So in fact, when she called the hotline for "Thriller Night Talk" last Thursday night, she was already an earthbound spirit who was stuck in the world and couldn't leave.
After a while, Mo Yuqing blinked and asked slowly:
"So, is 'she' still around?"
Beiquan knew who this "she" was referring to, so he replied with a smile:
"Yes."
Mo Yuqing blinked:
"Then... where is 'she'?"
Beiquan was still smiling.
And Young Master Wei, who was listening to the conversation between the two at the back, had goosebumps all over.
Beiquan said the answer slowly and clearly:
"Yan Shuangshuang is now behind you."
Mo Yuqing was stunned.
She lowered her head and glanced over her shoulder.
Two snow-white and slender arms fell down, wrapped around her shoulders, and wrapped loosely around her chest.
Mo Yuqing turned back slowly.
A melon-faced, almond-eyed beauty is lying on her back, smiling sweetly, her heart-shaped lips are raised, and there are a pair of playful pear eddies on her cheeks.
This scene is actually very weird.
A dirty female ghost covered in mud and blood was sitting on the ground, with a pure and beautiful girl lying on her back. The latter also wrapped her arms around the former, as if they were in a very good relationship. Girlfriends in general.
In fact, the appearance of the ghost "Yan Shuangshuang" was given to her by Mo Yuqing.
The condition for being able to "see" her like this is that Mo Yuqing uses words to describe the other party.
The reason why Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were able to see the image of the weak little white flower of the ghost is because they both heard "Xiaoqing" describe each other's appearance and clothes on the hotline of "Thriller Night Talk" .
"Well, it's actually pretty good."
Beiquan softly comforted his poor assistant who was already covered in hair:
"Otherwise you should see a large group of shadows lying on top of her by now."
After all, "Yan Shuangshuang", no matter how you say it, is a charming beauty that can make men fall in love at first sight. In terms of senses, it is always better than the ghost's real body.
Wei Fuyuan glanced at Beiquan speechlessly.
He didn't feel comforted at all.
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Although Beiquan's tone was relaxed, his mind was already tense like a full bowstring.
He was a few steps away from Mo Yuqing, who was sitting on his knees. He put away the smile on the corner of his lips, and stared at "Yan Shuangshuang" on the girl's shoulder for a moment.
And Gui Gui also looked back at him, his pupils were deep and dark, like a deep spring that could not be seen to the end.
One person and one ghost confront each other silently.
"Yan Shuangshuang"'s left hand moved slightly, and it seemed to have a tendency to rise.
Beiquan took a step sideways and stood in front of Wei Fuyuan without a trace.
Even if he is daring and not afraid of death like Beiquan, he has to admit that he has encountered a tough stubble this time.
Even if they are both ghosts, these ghosts and immortals have different cultivation bases.
If the "executioner" they encountered last week was just a scum with a combat power of about ten, even Wei Fuyuan, an ordinary person who didn't even open his eyes to Yin and Yang, could still have a few punches with his blood. If he can fight on par with the opponent, then the "Yan Shuangshuang" he is facing at this time must have at least 5,000 combat power levels.
"Yan Shuangshuang" does not know how many negative emotions of human beings have been absorbed. The Taoism is quite profound, and the rich black energy around him is faintly glowing with purple awns.
Beiquan just looked at it with four eyes, and he could feel the grievance and yin qi emanating from its body that was like a substance, which could almost crush a person's spine.
- This time it's really a bit troublesome.
Beiquan pondered in his heart.
"Yan Shuangshuang" is a rare and powerful character among the ghosts.
Since he took over "Thriller Night Talk", among the opponents he has encountered, this one's cultivation base is at least ranked in the top two.
Beiquan estimated that with his strength, he should barely be able to compete with the opponent.
If his partner was a cultivator who had received orthodox training since childhood, it would be fine, but the only person who could help him protect the Dharma at this time was Young Master Wei, a layman who could not even be called half a bucket of water.
Beiquan quickly estimated the situation in his mind.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Wei Fuyuan, who was stupefied behind him.
-If you want to fight, you have to let this kid go.
Beiquan thought:
- If this kid is here, Zhu Ling is afraid that he will kill me on the spot.
But if he was the only one, even if he tried his best to subdue the ghost, how would he seal the opponent into the fascinated god
Beiquan's natal magic weapon is called Qingguang Vientiane Pen.
When using it, you must use your own blood as a medium to draw various talismans in the void, and then inject the real energy to drive the talisman.
There is only one thing that is very fatal, that is, the talisman that seals the ghost into the fascination flag is very complicated. Beiquan can hardly move when drawing the talisman. This is undoubtedly an opponent for an extremely powerful ghost. The best time to leave the door wide open and let it die in one hit.
Moreover, the use of the Illuminating Vientiane Pen consumes a lot of real energy. The more powerful the talisman, the more powerful the spellcaster is.
With Beiquan's current ability, in the face of "Yan Shuangshuang" and other evil spirits, if he can't seal it with all his strength, he probably won't even have a second chance.
So Beiquan needs an assistant, or rather, a partner.
This was true when he dealt with ghosts before.
It's a pity that every partner of Beiquan can't last long, and when he has no choice, he must face a terribly powerful opponent.
—In short, Wei Fuyuan cannot be involved!
In the blink of an eye, Beiquan had made up his mind to let Young Master Wei go first, and then try to see if he could find a way to deal with "Yan Shuangshuang".
- If there is really no way, you can only let it go first.
At this moment, "Yan Shuangshuang" released the hand that hugged Mo Yuqing's neck, and stood up under Beiquan's vigilant gaze.
It didn't make any attacking gestures, just put its hand on the stunned Mo Yuqing's shoulder.
Then it spoke.
The voice of "Yan Shuangshuang" was as Mo Yuqing described it, sweet and gentle, with a soft, coquettish nasal tone.
But the words it said surprised Beiquan:
"I won't run away."
After a pause, it added:
"I won't attack or resist, you can rest assured."
Beiquan did not dare to relax his vigilance.
He was still standing in front of Wei Fuyuan.
"what do you want?"
"Yan Shuangshuang" laughed:
"You are from the secret realm, right?"
As a ghost immortal half-stepped into the path of immortality, this ghost can obviously crush the "executor" who relies on hunting instinct in all directions.
"I know what you're going to do."
It says:
"I can ask you to seal me back into the magic weapon, but there is one request."
She smiled and tightened the hands on Mo Yuqing's shoulders:
"I want her to come in with me."
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Mo Yuqing had been dead for a long time, so it stands to reason that a soul turned into an earthbound spirit would no longer feel the pain.
But when "Yan Shuangshuang" pinched her shoulders, Mo Yuqing trembled as if suffering from pain, raised her head, opened her eyes wide, and stared at the delicate beauty that she had transformed herself into.
She didn't understand the meaning of "Yan Shuang Shuang", but she felt uneasy and dazed intuitively.
"She has been possessed by me for a long time, and she has human life on her hands. She is still a person who died, and her karma and resentment are very deep."
Gui Gui tightly grabbed Mo Yuqing's shoulder and said to Beiquan:
"Even if she has passed the transcendence, she will never be able to enter reincarnation again. Either she will suffer in hell, or she will fall into the realm of beasts and never be a human being."
It smiled slightly:
"Then why don't you come with me. Stay with me in nothingness... Maybe one day in the future, there will be another chance."
Beiquan knew that "Yan Shuangshuang" was telling the truth.
The cause and effect of Mo Yuqing's body has been deeply involved. Even if her soul is handed over to a high-ranking monk, she will not be able to completely clear her karma.
As for his fascination flag as a magic weapon to seal the soul body, since it can seal even ghosts, and seal a small human soul, it makes no difference if he follows his hand and puts an extra grain of rice into the rice vat.
But what Beiquan wanted to know was why the ghost didn't hesitate to take Mo Yuqing with him in exchange for himself.
He shrugged at "Yan Shuangshuang", then pointed at Mo Yuqing.
"Why don't you ask her if she wants to?"
Hearing the words, Gui Gui bent down and approached Mo Yuqing, a strand of broken hair on his temples gently brushed against the other's cheek:
"Will you come with me?"
Mo Yuqing raised her head in confusion.
As an earthbound spirit who had just learned that she had died, she had no idea what to do with her.
She vaguely felt that if she went with "Yan Shuangshuang", she would embark on a path that was completely different from everything she had known before, and I wondered if she would regret it.
But at the same time, Mo Yuqing knew that she was guilty and was even more afraid of falling into hell.
and…
Her fingers clenched and loosened unconsciously, her lips trembled, and she squeezed out a wailing cry:
"I-I'm scared..."
She raised her hand and grabbed the hand of "Yan Shuangshuang" that was on her shoulder.
"Don't leave me alone..."
Pre-research Du Jia
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When Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan left Mingtai Mountain Park and drove back to the "Santu River", it was already 7:20 in the morning on May 3.
This time Beiquan's process of dealing with the ghosts was easier than ever before, but he just sacrificed the fascinated flag, and then drew a seal spell with the Qingguang Vientiane brush, and sent "Yan Shuangshuang" and Mo Yuqing together. go in.
And Young Master Wei, who was watching from the sidelines, was even more stunned throughout the whole process. From beginning to end, he did not know that he had faced a powerful ghost cultivator who had stepped into the threshold of the half-immortal.
On the way back, Wei Fuyuan was still a little unbelievable.
"This is the end?"
He was still repeatedly confirming to Beiquan when he was driving:
"That ghost... and Mo Yuqing, have they all entered your banner?"
"Um."
Beiquan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, answered patiently:
"It's really closed."
Wei Fuyuan still seems to have a hard time letting go:
"You said, what did 'Yan Shuangshuang' think? Why didn't you resist?"
This time, Beiquan just smiled and didn't answer his assistant's question.
In fact, he was also very puzzled.
In Beiquan's opinion, "Yan Shuangshuang" is indeed the most special ghost he has ever encountered.
It is very powerful, its cultivation base crushes most of its peers, and it should have the strength to fight against itself.
But "Yan Shuangshuang" chose to be sealed by him without resistance. In exchange, her only request was to take away a human soul who was once her prey.
Beiquan couldn't guess what "Yan Shuangshuang" was thinking.
He has been transparent since he was a child, and there is rarely a time when he cannot see through a thing.
Although "Yan Shuang Shuang" has been sealed, its choice to Beiquan is like a soft thorn accidentally pierced into the flesh. People can't let go.
Taking advantage of the gap between the red lights, Wei Fuyuan glanced sideways at Beiquan. Seeing that the other party was just smiling without saying a word, he turned his face away silently.
The red light turned green, he stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the old town of Fengxing City.
"I kind of understand Mo Yuqing's thoughts..."
While driving, Wei Fuyuan lowered his voice and muttered as if to himself.
Beiquan is interested:
"Oh?"
He turned to look at his assistant:
"What do you think she thinks?"
"I think that Mo Yuqing's self-esteem and self-confidence on the surface are actually just used to cover up his selfishness and inferiority."
Wei Fuyuan organized the wording:
"Her parents passed away early, and her relationship with relatives is also very cold. The center of the whole world is only herself. So she has a clear goal in doing things, is very utilitarian, and wants to pursue the ideal life in her mind..."
Beiquan laughed:
"You mean to say that she lacked love since she was a child and has no one to rely on, right?"
Wei Fuyuan looked ahead and nodded.
"So, when 'Yan Shuangshuang' proposed to take her, even if she knew that the person was a ghost, she would go with him like a drowning person grabbing the straw."
Beiquan smiled:
"Because 'Yan Shuangshuang' is the only existence she is familiar with, and she is the last resort, right?"
Wei Fuyuan gave a "hmm" and stopped talking.
Instead, Beiquan was aroused by him to speak:
"I didn't expect that Xiaowei, you haven't graduated from college yet. You are young, but you have a good understanding of the psychology of girls."
He laughed and joked:
"Presumably you usually pick up girls a lot, right?"
Wei Fuyuan suddenly heard such a sentence, and almost stepped on the accelerator as the brake.
If it weren't for the wrong time, he really wanted to yell at Beiquan, "Which eye did you see me picking up a girl!?"
God is pitiful to see that Young Master Wei, a gay who came out of the closet with his parents, from the day he confirmed his sexuality, his attitude towards the opposite sex of the same age can only be described by the word "cold".
"It's interesting, though."
Beiquan went on to say:
"The 'Yan Shuangshuang' transformed by the ghost is not known as the 'daughter of the devil', as long as it is a man, will it be difficult to extricate himself from it?"
Beiquan raised his elbow and gently touched Wei Fuyuan's arm:
"However, it seems that its charm has no effect on you?"
Wei Fuyuan suddenly felt panic inexplicably.
He had pondered this question before.
After he realized that he was comparing Beiquan and Yan Shuangshuang and came to the terrifying conclusion that a bad-hearted boss is more attractive than a beautiful devilish girl, Master Wei knew that he was really bent very thoroughly, and he also had aesthetics. A dangerous tendency to be led astray by someone.
Wei Fuyuan bit his lower lip secretly, forced himself not to think blindly with pain, and coughed pretendingly:
"Of course it's because my concentration is amazing."
Beiquan smiled, thinking that Wei Fuyuan might be right.
He knew that he would never be charmed by ghosts.
Because he is a lonely ghost who has nowhere to go, and a person who has no "heart", how can he be confused by color
As for Young Master Wei, Beiquan guessed that maybe he has golden light to protect his body, so he is much more resistant than ordinary people when facing the illusions of ghosts.
Beiquan stopped talking, turned his head, and looked out of the car window.
The sky is already bright, and the traffic on the road is gradually increasing.
Beiquan had no reason to think of the scene he had just seen when he sealed the ghost.
The black energy around "Yan Shuangshuang" tightly wrapped Mo Yuqing's soul in it. The ghost fairy and the mortal seemed to be one body, and then wrapped by a snow-white flag, enclosed in the endless mustard seed space.
The corners of Beiquan's lips twitched slightly.
- Actually, that's not bad.
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